It's lights out

."Ooooh...the salty sea air...making me feel cold in my nipples...got to shake it off girl...Those crooks think they've gotten the better of me...Got to get after them..." resolved Yellow Cat...thinking herself to be safe...angling her curvaceous and muscular brown body as she fell to the ground...with oil drums falling around her. Again Lara made another grave miscalculation...as the balls of her erotic bare feet made contact with the cold asphalt floor of the warehouse.

"Ohhh!!...Oil on the ground...leaking from the drums...the ground is slippery under my feet...I can't stand up...I'm falling!!" blurted Yellow Cat as her long muscular arms and legs went flailing in the air as she fell to the ground on her back. Lara's brown eyes widened in the slits of her yellow cowl mask...as she saw several oil drums falling directly towards her. "Oh no!!...I can't get away in time...from..." blurted the busty Jamaican Amazon...her sentence being interrupted again...as the oil drums piled on top of her...pinning her flat on her back to the oil covered asphalt ground. "AAAAAAAARGH...MY BREASTS...BEING FLATTENED...PAIN...SO MUCH PAIN..HAVE TO GET FREE" declared Yellow Cat..as her ample brown mounds were squashed by the large metal oil drums.

Her curvaceous and muscular brown body writhing underneath the mass of large steel oil drums...the busty Jamaican Amazon...tried to use her incredible feline strength to free herself from this most unexpected predicament. However in doing so...Yellow Cat went from one predicament directly into another which also took her completely by surprise. "Ugggh...The ground is covered with oil...its feels mucky between my toes...the ground is slippery...have to get a footing...to get these drums off my...Oooooh...What's happening...My nipples...Ooooooh...the cold metal of the drums...making contact with my nipples...rolling over them...as I move...They're...They're getting...so...hhh...hhh...haaaaa...rrrd" blurted Lara...as she felt the cold steel making intimate contact with her big chocolate coloured nipples and wide chocolate areolas...as she tried to get the drums off her naked chest.

"Uuuuuuuuunh...Criminals getting away...I have to stop them...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuh...but my big nipples...getting...so hard...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...I...I can't handle it...when any man...touches them...touches my breasts...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunh...Steel....Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...so cold...rolling over my nipples...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunh...I'm getting...sleepier...and...sleepier....drums so heavy...too many of them...flattening my breasts...like the pancakes...I had for breakfast...today...No...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh

...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...I...can't...get...free...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh" moaned the buxom Jamaican superwoman...as she allowed the sexual fantasies she kept repressed in her alter-ego of Lara Goodnite to filter into her mind.

"No....Uuuuuuuuuuuuh...My hardening nipples...making me think...about Robert...Robert Clark...Uuuuuuuuuuuh......want his hands...on my breasts...want him to squeeze them...Uuuuuuuuuuh...so hard...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunh...No...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...cold metal...arousing my big nipples...as the drum...rolls over my huge breasts...drums on top...weighing me down...ground...slippery with oil...Uuuuuuuuuuuuunh...must stop criminals...but....Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...don't want to...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh" moaned Lara..as her eyelids became progressively heavier in the slits of her yellow cowl mask...as she saw images of the handsome National Security Minister...firmly massaging her big brown breasts...in her mind as she fantasied him doing.

Her long muscular legs gliding back and forth below her small curvy waist...the sexy toes of her erotic bare feet with golden razor sharp toenails...clutching in futility at the oil covered ground around her...unable to find any inch of solid ground...to help her stand up...her muscular arms...lying limp and useless past her head that was pillowed atop her thick mane of glossy black hair....her brown eyes barely open in the slits of her yellow cowl mask...Lara Goodnite had **** but to embrace the inevitable."Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...this can't be...Uuuuuuuuuuuh... happening...but...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...it is...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...can't let any man...touch my breasts...or I become helpless..." blurted the busty Jamaican Amazon as she wiggled helplessly underneath the pile of huge oil drums...inside of a darkened warehouse along Kingston's waterfront.

"Should have gone...to Daddy's party...instead...I have oil drums...on top of my chest...my huge breasts.....Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunh...being flattened...every time...I move my body...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuunh...can't use my feline strength...to free myself...because...Ooooooh

...every time I move...Uuuuuuuuuuunh...cold steel...of the drums...keeps rolling over my big nipples...making them...sooooo...haaaaaaaaaaard...can't stop thinking about...Robert...Robert Clark...want his hands on my breasts...his fingers playing with my big nipples...never been...turned

on...like this...have to let the crooks...get away...have to...think...about...sex...have to...go to sleep...my big hard nipples...are making me...become...Uuuuuuuuuun....connn...sciousssssssssss"

moaned Lara as her brown eyes slowly closed in the slits of her yellow cowl mask...the tension evaporated from her beautiful face and her curvaceous and muscular brown body...as she lay still

...under the pile of oil drums...surrendering to unconsciousness....thinking about what her father would be saying about now.